He Hated Mo Liuxi, That Little Brat

"Come to think of it, our Little Apple is pretty adorable too," Nian Junting remarked. "If you don't look at the parts down there, you can't even tell if he's a girl or boy."

Luosang kept quiet.

Was he really using that to comfort himself? Hearing him say that, she felt bad for Little Apple.

"Thank you, Junting." Luosang lowered her head and stared at her lap. "I might've been a little stressed out recently, which is why I got a little worked up. Anyway, I don't think I'd want a second child right now… maybe after things are stable with my career. Also, I don't want you to be so obsessed about having a daughter — just take things easy. I promise you that we're going to have a daughter the next time I'm pregnant. Sometimes, the more you want something, the less likely you're going to get it."

Nian Junting was silent for a while. She made a lot of sense. Just like with Little Apple — he was so certain that he was going to have a baby girl back then.